Here is a great song by the Arrogant Worms about fighting back in the face of adversity...by pirating.

The Last Saskatchewan Pirate

I used to be a farmer, and I made a living fine,
I had a little stretch of land along the city line
But time went by and though I tried, the money wasn't there
And bankers came and took my land and told me "fair is fair"
I looked for every kind of job, the answer always no
"Hire you now?" they'd always laugh, "we just let twenty go!"
The government, the promised me a measly little sum
But I've got too much pride to end up just another bum.
Then I thought, who gives a damn if all the jobs are gone?
I'm gonna be a PIRATE on the river Saskatchewan!!!
(Arrr! Arrr! Arrr! Arrr! Arrr!!)

Cause it's a heave-ho, hi-ho, comin' down the plains
Stealin' wheat and barley and all the other grains
It's a ho-hey, hi-hey farmers bar yer doors
When ya see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores

Well, you'd think the local farmers would know that I'm at large
But just the other day I found an unprotected barge
I snuck up right behind them and they were none the wiser,
I rammed their ship and sank it and I stole their fertilizer!
A bridge outside of Moosejaw spans a mighty river
Farmers cross in so much fear their stomachs are a-quiver
Cause they know that TRACTOR JACK is hiding in the bay
I'll jump the bridge and knock them cold and sail off with their hay!

Cause it's a heave-ho, hi-ho, comin' down the plains
Stealin' wheat and barley and all the other grains
It's a ho-hey, hi-hey farmers bar yer doors
When ya see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores

Well, Mountie Bob he chased me, he was always at my throat
He'd follow on the shoreline cause he didn't own a boat
But cutbacks were a-coming and the Mountie lost his job
And now he's sailing with us, and we call him Salty Bob!
A swingin' sword, a skull and bones and pleasant company
I never pay my income tax and screw the GST (SCREW IT!!)
Prince Albert down to Saskatoon I'm the terror of the seas
If you wanna reach the co-op, boy, you gotta get by me!

Cause it's a heave-ho, hi-ho, comin' down the plains
Stealin' wheat and barley and all the other grains
It's a ho-hey, hi-hey farmers bar yer doors
When ya see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores
Arrrr, Metis! Get it? Matey? (Hey, that's Riel-ly funny! You know, Louis Riel?)

Well, Pirate life's appealing but you just don't find it here,
I've heard that in Alberta there's a band of buccaneers
They roam the Athabaska and sail to Fort McKay
And you're gonna loose your stetson if you have to pass their way!
Well, winter is a-comin' and a chill is in the breeze
My Pirate days are over once the river starts to freeze
I'll be back in springtime but now I have to go
I hear there's lots of plundering down in New Mexico!

Cause it's a heave-ho, hi-ho, comin' down the plains
Stealin' wheat and barley and all the other grains
It's a ho-hey, hi-hey farmers bar yer doors
When ya see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores

Cause it's a heave-ho, hi-ho, comin' down the plains
Stealin' wheat and barley and all the other grains
It's a ho-hey, hi-hey farmers bar yer doors
When ya see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores
When ya see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores...

whoever said nothing is impossible, never tried slamming a revolving door....
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Due to the length of my name, you may now refer to me as "blondie". It'll save you typing time.

I used to be a scientist, and made a living fine,
I had a little teaching job down in Abilene
But the School Board told me I must teach Intelligent Design
I said I wouldnâ€™t do it and they forced me to resign
I looked for every kind of job, the answer always nay
"Hire you now?"; they'd always laugh, "weâ€™ve heard that you donâ€™t pray!"
The government, the promised me a measly little sum
But I've got too much pride to end up just another bum.
Then one day I was struck down by a strange and Noodly Power
Now I'm gonna be a PIRATE on the Lovewell Reservoir!!!
(Arrr! Arrr! Arrr! Arrr! Arrr!!)

Cause it's a heave-ho, hi-ho, comin' down the plains
A band of Pastafarians, tomato in our veins
It's a ho-hey, hi-hey unbelievers bar yer doors
When you see the Jolly Roger sailing by along your shores

Well, you'd think the local school board would expect me to drop by
But just the other day I raided F.L Schlagel High
I snuck into their library and without much fear of libels,
I stole their books on Darwin and stuck stickers in their Bibles!
A bridge outside of Milford spans a mighty river
School Commissioners cross in so much fear their stomachs are a-quiver
Cause they know that PASTA JACK the master of brigandage
Will jump the bridge and smite them with a Noodly Appendage!

Cause it's a heave-ho, hi-ho, comin' down the plains
A band of Pastafarians, tomato in our veins
It's a ho-hey, hi-hey unbelievers bar yer doors
When you see the Jolly Roger sailing by along your shores

Well, Kathy Martin chased me, she was always at my throat
She'd follow on the shoreline cause she didn't own a boat
But like Saul she was converted and she realised her gaff
And now she's sailing with us, and we call her Salty Kath!
A swingin' sword, a skull and bones and pleasant company
A pasta diet with Meatballs from the great Chef Boyardee
From Topeka to Wichita the terror of the river
Drinking so much rum we have cirrhosis of the liver!

Cause it's a heave-ho, hi-ho, comin' down the plains
A band of Pastafarians, tomato in our veins
It's a ho-hey, hi-hey unbelievers bar yer doors
When you see the Jolly Roger sailing by along your shores

Well, Pirate life's appealing but you just don't find it here,
I've heard in Oklahoma there's a band of buccaneers
They roam the Tall Grass Prarie and plunder Lake Texoma
On the good ship vermicelli with its Noodly aroma!
Well, winter is a-comin' and a chill is in the breeze
My Pirate days are over once the river starts to freeze (ha ha)
I'll be back in springtime but now I have to go
I hear there's lots of plundering down in New Mexico!

Cause it's a heave-ho, hi-ho, comin' down the plains
A band of Pastafarians, tomato in our veins
It's a ho-hey, hi-hey unbelievers bar yer doors
When you see the Jolly Roger sailing by along your shores

Best regards

Goat

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"If you have an apple and I have an apple and we exchange these apples then you and I will still each have one apple. But if you have an idea and I have an idea and we exchange these ideas, then each of us will have two ideas." - George Bernard Shaw